Mr. Li is very familiar with the mountains.
He found a very remote robber's cave, put Widow Zhang's head down, and threw her body into the robber's cave like trash.
Then he rinsed his hands with mineral water, washed his face, took off his bloody shirt, lit it with a lighter, and threw it into the burglar's cave.
Finally, cover the hole with weeds.
Everything seemed orderly and not chaotic at all.
Seeing that Yuan Bao's face turned pale, Mr. Li frowned and cursed: "You are a waste. If you were half as capable as your father, I would burn incense."
The road on the mountain was difficult at night, so we arrived at Shanngling Village at around two o'clock.
From a distance, it looks like a ghost village hidden in the darkness and abandoned for many years. The houses are broken down and overgrown with weeds. Not to mention the people, there are not even dogs barking. It is eerily quiet.
But Mr. Li seems to be very satisfied with this place.
Pushing the door into the Dikeng Yard, I saw that the crab-flavored mushrooms were gone. I guess that person took advantage of our absence and moved all the cultivated mushrooms away.
Letting Xiaoxia sit on the spring bed, Mr. Li asked with concern: "My grandson, you have walked a lot of mountain roads, are you tired? How about I rub your shoulders?"
"No... no, grandpa, I'm not tired." Xiaoxia shook her head quickly.
"Snapped!"
Mr. Li stretched out his hand and swatted the mosquito to death, and said with concern: "You have been aggrieved for two days. It's not the period of pregnancy yet. Try not to move around. You are hungry and thirsty. Just call my grandson, you know?"
"Wait until tomorrow. I'll give you some chicken to replenish your body. Don't lose nutrition."
Xiaoxia didn't dare to look at Mr. Li, lowered her head and whispered, "I understand, grandpa."
"Okay, boy, come out with me."
When we came to Dikengyuan, the old man wanted to smoke, but he lit the lighter several times and couldn't.
I helped him light it.
Mr. Li's face was full of ravines and wrinkles, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes of life.
Looking at Mang Mountain shrouded in the night, he said: "Many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I am about to die of old age. Only then did I realize that I still love Mang Mountain. The countless ancient tombs on Mang Mountain have provided food for several people in our village." Generation."
After taking a deep breath from the cigarette, Mr. Li added, "Ask Xiansheng to come over tomorrow and I'll have a few words with him."
I said yes and asked him what his next plans were.
Mr. Li flicked the cigarette butt away and said with a smart smile: "I'm afraid, it's probably because those young guys are afraid of me, an old man."
"My old friends are not dead, they are just disbanded. As long as I say something, they can get back together at any time."
Mr. Li rubbed his face: "Although I'm old, I still have the best artillery workers, the most ruthless soil workers, and the most well-connected logistics in the Northern School. When the old guys come, I will definitely say this." , kill Song Laosi."
These words were too arrogant. I thought to myself, who are these characters? .
"It's okay. I'll go back, Master Li. You guys should also rest. I'll be back tomorrow."
"Come on, remember my words."
...
At noon the next day, the boss stopped looking for a tomb and went to Shanngling Village with me. I had already informed the boss about the situation last night.
"Haha! Xian Sheng is here!"
Mr. Li came out with a ruddy complexion and a loud voice.
There were a lot of pheasants in Mang Mountain in summer. Mr. Li came back after hunting two pheasants early in the morning. He had two dishes for lunch, pheasant soup and pudding mixed with salted bean paste.
At the dinner table, Mr. Li asked with a smile: "Xiansheng, I heard from your apprentice that you have a good relationship with an old lady recently? I know you, I'm afraid your purpose is not pure, you are not short of money, and the old lady in your card now Ben, I’m afraid it’s at least 20 million.”
I choked while eating the food.
real or fake! The leader actually has so much money!
"Hey, where are you talking?"
He smiled and said, "It's just a little pension money. I think that if one day I can't stay in China any longer, it would be a good idea to go abroad for retirement." "
Mr. Li nodded and said yes, it is always right to leave more escape routes.
The head said: "Stop talking about this. I heard Yunfeng say that you called the previous team. So, Xiao Qinglong and Er Zhuizi are coming to Luoyang?"
Mr. Li nodded: "Yes, they will probably arrive the day after tomorrow."
He frowned and thought for a while, then said: "Brother Li, I won't object if they come to help you. After all, they were your subordinates before, but you must restrain them, especially Xiao Qinglong."
"As an old friend for many years, I will try my best to help you, but there is a major premise. The safety of my team cannot be harmed. I have to be responsible for them."
Mr. Li nodded and said, "I understand this and I will try my best."
After finishing the meal, he turned his head away from the rest of us and said that he wanted to talk to Mr. Li alone about something.
After I came out, I asked Yuan Bao.
"The little green dragon your grandpa mentioned has two awls, have you seen it?"
"No, I haven't heard of it. Maybe he followed my grandfather to the grave before."
Yuan Bao doesn’t know.
I thought for a while, took out my phone again, and called someone.
"Hey, Boss Xiaoxiang, what do you want from me?"
"Haha," I said with a smile, "I'm the boss and I want to ask you someone."
"Oh, let's stop calling each other that. It's too ugly."
I said yes, "Master Ji, do you know someone named Xiao Qinglong? I would like to know about this person's background."
"Little Qinglong?"
On the phone, Master Ji's voice suddenly became louder.
"You're talking about Xiao Qinglong, Li Laoya's artillery worker in Luoyang, right? He's a lunatic. You should stay away from this person as soon as possible."
I asked why he was so crazy and mentally ill?
"It's not that you're mentally ill, you're just mentally ill!"
Master Ji said: "Xiao Qinglong always holds the detonator in his hand when setting off the detonators. Our northern faction has four major circles, namely the artillery circle, the leader circle, the geotechnical circle and the logistics circle."
"You are still young and have not integrated into the circle. You don't know that in our artillery circle, Xiao Qinglong uses the shortest fuse for explosives."
"In the first ten years, Sichuan opened mountains and introduced a new explosive called air cannon. Xiao Qinglong Cannon spent money to learn the technology, and when he came back, he killed more than 20 tomb robbers."
I was dumbfounded.
"Air cannon? Master Ji, why does this sound like a trick from a cartoon?"
"What a fucking cartoon! You don't understand Xiao Xiang's head. That cannon is so scary that I don't even dare to touch it. Anyway, just let others get in touch with this person."
I said, "What if we come into contact?"
Master Ji said: "Then you will probably be bombed to death at any time."
"Let me put it this way, haven't you used the "Lulu" I invented before?
"I used it, nitroglycerin." I said.
He added: "That's all childish. This artillery worker named Xiao Qinglong can hide nitroglycerin in your cell phone, in the interlayer of your shoes, in the quilt you sleep on, etc. Maybe, when you get up in the morning I folded a quilt and it exploded, turning into more than a dozen pieces of minced meat."
"Damn it! Don't scare me, the scheming leader!"
"I'm scaring you to fuck me? Just be careful and you're done."
"By the way, there's one more thing. Don't tell me you know me. This guy and I are a little bit different."
After hanging up the phone, I understood what I had just said, that I wanted Mr. Li to restrain "them".
This is not about you punching me and me kicking you.
He called these people from all over the world, which was equivalent to reorganizing the team he had disbanded, and he was serious about it.
To risk your life.
